[Intro]
Boy watchu been doin’
Boy watchu been doin’, doin’
Boy watchu been doin’, doin’
Boy watchu been doin’, doin’
Boy, boy, boy watch been doin’
[Verse 1]
You know how I do
Everything that I drop now is that hot new
But, I plan on being here for a minute
I see these other niggas in the drive-thru
Everyday I thank God that I’m not you
I wake up and think: “Damn, what you Pac do?”
Look, I’m not a killer, but don’t push me
‘Cause I’ll lay a nigga down if I got to
Watchu say
Fuck I gotta front for
Make the phone call, send a couple to your front door (Gagagaga)
It ain’t nothing if you want war
Believe that, but listen that ain’t what I come for
I said I’m baring my soul, showing my heart
They come at my neck, they pick at my flaws
I slipped
I fell
I pick up my cross
I say: “It happens”
We moving like Gods
Made it out the hood
What are the odds
Now I’m in power, broke a 48 laws
I record in the crib, in the booth in my drawers
They can’t walk in my shoes, shit in my store
Talking ‘bout me, they got some [?]
Chris and Cliff, bitch I’m a Paul
We don’t love these hoes, ‘cause these hoes ain’t know us
‘Less she drop it to the floor, make a round of applause like:
Go on make it clap for a nigga
Go on make it clap for a nigga
Bad bitch, everyone that rap wanna get her
3 bottles of Ace
That’s a stack for the liquor
‘Cause I just saw Meek throw 30
And I just wanna fit in
I should be happy just to make it to the league, right?
Nah, then you won’t even get in
Girl, I don’t know who he is, but he sure good looking
Got the cops and promoters, both tryna book him
Got my niggas and the chef, both of them cooking
Fucked 2 bad bitches, told ‘em both good looking
Lord
I know it’s hard right now
My nigga, and I feel for ya
The game got’ be mine for a minute, but
I might leave it in my wheel for ya
Ayy
Boy watchu been doin’
Boy watchu been doin’, doin’
Boy watchu been doin’, doin’
Boy watchu been doin’, doin’
Boy, boy, boy watch been doin’
[Verse 1]
You know how I do
Everything that I drop now is that hot new
But, I plan on being here for a minute
I see these other niggas in the drive-thru
Everyday I thank God that I’m not you
I wake up and think: “Damn, what you Pac do?”
Look, I’m not a killer, but don’t push me
‘Cause I’ll lay a nigga down if I got to
Watchu say
Fuck I gotta front for
Make the phone call, send a couple to your front door (Gagagaga)
It ain’t nothing if you want war
Believe that, but listen that ain’t what I come for
I said I’m baring my soul, showing my heart
They come at my neck, they pick at my flaws
I slipped
I fell
I pick up my cross
I say: “It happens”
We moving like Gods
Made it out the hood
What are the odds
Now I’m in power, broke a 48 laws
I record in the crib, in the booth in my drawers
They can’t walk in my shoes, shit in my store
Talking ‘bout me, they got some [?]
Chris and Cliff, bitch I’m a Paul
We don’t love these hoes, ‘cause these hoes ain’t know us
‘Less she drop it to the floor, make a round of applause like:
Go on make it clap for a nigga
Go on make it clap for a nigga
Bad bitch, everyone that rap wanna get her
3 bottles of Ace
That’s a stack for the liquor
‘Cause I just saw Meek throw 30
And I just wanna fit in
I should be happy just to make it to the league, right?
Nah, then you won’t even get in
Girl, I don’t know who he is, but he sure good looking
Got the cops and promoters, both tryna book him
Got my niggas and the chef, both of them cooking
Fucked 2 bad bitches, told ‘em both good looking
Lord
I know it’s hard right now
My nigga, and I feel for ya
The game got’ be mine for a minute, but
I might leave it in my wheel for ya
Ayy
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